
Western Star Frank Black and the Catholics
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Sun, she burns mean and big
I think I'll go to Café Noir
Big screen turns me on
I'm going to be your western star
How hard can it be?
I get my freon bingo
Inside your coolly soft sarong
Rolling on the moquette
Inside a cul-de-sac kampong
How hard can it be?
[Chorus]
How hard can it be?
When you're a western star
Shining and free?
Don't you know that a star burns best?
How hard can it be?
I said now, how hard can it be?
She's so sentimental
She's got my picture in her head
The tool man is in her dreams
I was lifted when she said
"How hard can it be?"
I think I'll go to Café Noir
Big screen turns me on
I'm going to be your western star
How hard can it be?
I get my freon bingo
Inside your coolly soft sarong
Rolling on the moquette
Inside a cul-de-sac kampong
How hard can it be?
[Chorus]
How hard can it be?
When you're a western star
Shining and free?
Don't you know that a star burns best?
How hard can it be?
I said now, how hard can it be?
She's so sentimental
She's got my picture in her head
The tool man is in her dreams
I was lifted when she said
"How hard can it be?"
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